I'm not going to make it.

Ask

Fuck you. 

Fuck you for giving me some little thin light of hope so you can close that shit on me and make me feel like shit. 

Fuck you for shutting me down.

Fuck you for making things so unclear that I’ve fucked myself where it’s a bit too late to say that I’ve already fucked up parts of my life. 

Fuck you, you make me disintegrate any hope I could ever try to hold on to before I make some excuse and say the whole world is a clusterfuck of fake lying useless misleading bullshit.

So all I have left is using cuss words and verbal profanity and making this post so fucking horrid and ugly and disgusting and so weak to the brim I want to fucking quit. 

Fuck. It was only “like.” But fuck you. Fuck this school, fuck this house, this unlively almost wanting to kill yourself of a town. Shitty dramatic clueless people that make it so infectious that you apparently become apart of the opera yourself. 

But I guess it can’t be all your fault, it’s obviously JUST me. I’m the useless one, hopelessly hopeful but still immensely hopeless in all aspects I can’t even do shit right for myself. I’m practically nothing. Fuck have you not seen the way I think? I’m destined to die on a street. 

But fuck you. The same damn track has played I’m back to 0. 

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Feb 15th 2012
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